December 30, 2008

editing html.....

so, i think of myself as a fairly smart person. i can learn relatively quickly (if it is a not too "heady" subject, like biology. though the gospel is somewhat "heady", in terms of being something you have to visualize and there are not (and are in lots of cases), methods that can visually be rendering for teaching.

so i guess i really should be saying that i am an incredibly visual person.

with that said, HTML code does not come easy to me... and i have been putting it off for a LONG time. but, there are some things you just have to do for yourself, like figuring out how big you want your pictures to actually be.... so i hunkered down and did that this last few days. i just don't want to do a bunch of posts that are not exactly how i want them. it is slightly depressing.

BUT, to tide the concern that i am really not photographing and this is all a ruse, here is a present: they are the favors from my sister's wedding this past weekend. individual little paintings to go with the theme, "love is art." SWEET

December 17, 2008

old boxes

I'm home at my parents for the holidays and my sister's wedding. I am determined to put some things in order and also take things back to utah... since it doesn't look like I will be on the east coast again in the next year. The box I went through today surprised me. It was full of love letters from the camp I worked at from 2004-2006--Independent Lake Camp. I ran the photography section of the art program there. I ran the darkroom, taught the classes, trained the teachers. It was one of the best experiences in my life, both photographically and personally. We would write love letters in the camp twice a summer, something Art Amy had come up with years before. I sent some out this year, to family and friends. It is a great tradition. I celebrate it at the end of the summer. Maybe you should, too?

and p.s. i used to quilt a bit. i made 3 or 4 large ones and a baby one. I might make a blanket while i am here.

December 4, 2008

Not to be a tease, but I have been photographing so much I have not been online at all. I promise this will change eventually. Like on Dec. 17 or 18.

December 1, 2008


If you are really good and, more importantly, dedicated, you will not go undiscovered. You do not need a jury, they need you. Do it the old fashioned way, if you truly believe you have something unique to offer; go knock on doors. Who are these self-appointed experts sitting in judgement of your work for a fee? The people that matter, charge nothing. Take your work to the museum curators and directors if you feel your work is worthy of their time. I did it, and sat with Steichen at MOMA when I was eighteen. However, in my opinion, sending CD's and money is not the way to establish or enhance a career in photography.--Merg Ross (found 3/8/09)

November 26, 2008

wednesday project

Yes, this is a real pumpkin. Yes, he was sitting in it. Yes, I raked all those leaves for the background. Yes, those stripey pants are the BEST ever.

November 19, 2008

wednesday project

I love this picture because of the blur all around except his gorgeous little face.

October 30, 2008

monster tacos

We decided it was time to bring out the big guns and celebrate halloween... and what better way than playing with your food with great friends and making non-scary (and edible!) monsters?! Mine's the top. I didn't win the contest we played with our guests, neither did Todd, but it was fun all the same!

October 29, 2008


I saw on a great photo blog that the woman photographs her child once a week. And they aren't lame, snap-shoty pictures. They are PHOTOGRAPHS. So, W gets Wednesdays (I know, the alliteration is funny, but also extremely cheesy).

This project has melded a bit into not only photographing him, but also the intricacies of his childhood.

You can see more of this project HERE.

October 27, 2008


I have been thinking about this project for awhile. It is joining Within Walking Distance (one of my other projects). The idea behind it is that women are surrounded with beauty. I enjoy cooking--food can be delicious to the eye as well as the stomach, and so many other things are gorgeous. This will be a great study for me, keep my grateful for the things surrounding me. It is getting me back to my roots of found light and life as art.

You can see more HERE.

October 25, 2008

Liberty Heights Fresh

I saw a post by MLW photography about this great place, and realized it is very close to my house, so I headed that way for my walk today. I have a soft spot for jellies, jams, tasty butters... and I think there is something endearing about names that belong in the 50's, like June Taylor.

October 22, 2008

Within Walking Distance

this is the first of many for my project, Within Walking Distance. I am doing this project to show the great things that are available here in SLC in a eco-friendly way. I'm also doing it for motivation for myself to go out and walk, but also it is good for W, that he can see all the things we did when he was little.

You can see more of this project by clicking HERE.

October 9, 2008


i'm taking a slight hiatus. will be back in a week, and have a fierce amount of work to share!

October 2, 2008

the best thing in SLC

Tonight I went here

carrying wallace in this

with this lovely lady

and it was glorious.

September 27, 2008

i've been officially welcomed to the blogging world

Five years ago, I:
1. was at byu, living in chandell 885 (with natalie and megan)
2. met sebastiao salgado. changed my life forever
3. was back at school after mandatory medical withdrawal the semester before
4. was completely and utterly stupid about relationships
5. not aware of how much my life would be different in 5 years

Five things on today's "To Do" list:

1. go to choir
2. reorganize the living room
3. get a toy basket for wallace
4. nail down my project titles for their unveiling next week
5. put a nail in the wall to hang our job chart/dinner plan

Five snacks I enjoy:

1. celery with peanut butter and raisins (ants on a log!)
2. mini snickers. my completely guilty pleasure
3. cheese. any kind. on triscuits
4. yogurt with granola and fruit
5. trail mix, the kind my mom makes (sorry adri, i know you have bad memories there)

Five things I would do if I were a millionaire:

1. Start the non-profit I've been dreaming about for years
2. go to P.E.I (prince edward island)
3. Travel
4. Invest in philanthropy
5. buy a better used car than the mazda

Five places I have lived:

1. Garmisch, Germany
2. DC metro area
3. Orson, PA
4. Kansas
5. North Carolina

Five jobs I have had:

1. office assistant at Lambert Metal Services
2. Photog extraordinare at Independent Lake Camp
3. Server @ Madeline's Steakhouse
4. Loan Officer @ AGFS
5. Current-- Freelance Photographer

i'm tagging Mho & Anna

September 26, 2008


WELL well well. I got an AWARD. how nice! Thanks Carolyn! If I could regift it, it would be heading your way! I tried to look back and find the original, but I didn't find it, so I revamped the award, hope that is okay. There are some rules to it, apparently, and here they are:

RULES about this little award:
(1) give this to people whose blogs mean something special to you - or give it to the blogs whose persons mean something special to you
(2) leave a comment on their blog so they know they got it
(3) you get to pick the number of times you give it

I picked based on either photographic excellence or great writing. I very much enjoy when things are well written... and when they address more than just the "ho-hum" of the daily drum. Like good testimonies, refreshing blogs are not made of travel-logs, i'm so lucky's, or thank-a-monies (I'll readily admit I am sometimes guilty of this), but are genuinely devot about what they are writing on. Some are able to write about these things in a way that makes you feel like you are experiencing it completely anew, and I do love those... I guess it all depends on who you audience is, but I am just explaining how I picked ones to give awards to. (I didn't pick ones that are private... though there are ones I love very much--leighanna--no one else can experience how awesome they are, so i didn't tease them unnecessarily)

And my picks are:
Kaylene-- I know i passed along some of her goodness the other day, but I have to do it again. She's amazing. gifted writer and completely insightful. currently has no power (TX), so keep her in your prayers. (Lady, sorry I'm hitting you on all sides in the blogging world, I just want you back. haha)
Claire-- a fellow photog who has a great photoblog, but also writes swimmingly on her personal blog (hilarious--breaking glasses--and thought provoking--shower contemplation)
Noelle--the prettiest woman I know, hands down. Quick wit, insanely intelligent, beautifully honest and candid. Loved the recent post about smoking. We never knew each other especially well in college on good ol' 50 east, but, boy, am I regretting that now.
Leslie Krout-- her blog is marvelous in so many way, but I can derive my desire to photograph the things in my daily life from her. Beautiful photographs. She inspires me the most right now. There is a way to be a mom and create art at the same time. (for example, high chair)

Megan-- has a great heart, and makes me laugh. who knew pharmacist's were secretly comedians? Who Knew?!

so, award away, ladies!

September 25, 2008

just a quick note...

JIM. I'm so glad you finally proposed to Pam. SO GLAD.

September 22, 2008

how to have great ideas

From the fuzziness of contemplation come some of our best ideas.--paraphrase from Carr article (July/Aug Atlantic 2008)

so i'm going to rework quiet time into my life. i've been needing to do this. I can't keep hopping out of bed just as i am about to fall asleep because i have had yet another idea. I'm very grateful and excited to work on the ideas i'm having, but dedicating time to it is good. My friend Kaylene always inspires me, and she wrote about not regretting time spent well. Her post pretty much sums up my life since Wallace was born, and NO MORE. I am going to enjoy my family when we are all together instead of sequestering myself into busy work that can be done LATER.

the Elizabethan Report

This band is great. Seriously. I love their music and had a great time photographing a little bit (though I wasn't about to bring my SLR with the crazy idiots that were moshing. More about moshing below). It was nice to get some pictures that I am pretty happy with, considering the circumstances. There was a guy there also photographing... looked like he had a canon, but it was maybe a rebel or something, nothing exciting there.... but the funny thing was, I am pretty sure he was laughing at the camera I was using. And probably thinking that his pictures would definitely be better than the ones I took, cause I could see it in his face (he even HUFFED once when I got my camera out for a shot before he did... so we were, in essence, photographing the same thing)... I didn't care, if you have the photography bug, it doesn't matter what you're using. Also, the band that played before them (Neon Trees?) had some sweeeet music. I had earplugs in during them though (because i was saving up the harm for the glorious sounds of the ER)And Now:

A note about MOSHING---

I have an issue with MOSH PITS. Aren't they only supposed to exist (if at all, and I seriously question THAT!) at multi-band shows or for heavy metal venues? How do you MOSH to the ER? It does not make sense. Not to mention, Provo's main residents are BYU students.. or at least LDS. I do not think my standards are too high to expect priesthood bearers to have it together enough to not smash into girls. Maybe its all that sexual tension? haha. I would think that with the way they were smelling (not good), they would at least want to have some sort of space so girls might still be slightly interested. I think the ER is way too cool to be so completely disrespected... I mean, really, do you have nothing better to do than bruise the people around you? Does their music honestly make you want to do that? HONESTLY?!

sorry for the rant.

To see the entire event and order prints, go here.

I love this

We live in an old place. Our awesome landlord has kept it up amazingly through all these years, and it has almost all of the original hardware. For example, our milkman box. There is a door on the other side (that regrettably doe not open any more), and this opens into our kitchen. We can tell him how much we want of what by using the little dials. There pretty much is not such a thing as a milkman anymore (unless you are blessed enough to be involved with these people). But it is still a marvelous thing. I love this place... and I love it even more after going and looking at other places last week. We are seriously so blessed. Haha.

new header

Fall is officially here, and I'm crazy excited about it. I don't mind that is gloomy outside, I don't mind that it is rainy. I don't mind having to wear jeans and long sleeves. I don't mind at all because I LOVE FALL. Thanks for finally getting here, Fall. As a present from me to you, there are some pumpkins and nice colors up on top as my header. I'm looking forward to photographing your leaves. This month's National Geographic has the most beautiful picture of leaves. It is a color gradient from green to yellow to orange to red, all in leaves, and it is glorious! (but of course, i couldn't find it online... so go buy a copy and be inspired!)

September 18, 2008

something glad, something sad

Font Conference
That is pretty much hilarious. I admit I am a font junkie. A uninformed font junkie, but one nonetheless.

ALSO:I had never googled my married name, so I did that today (Wallace was taking some GREAT naps today!) Apparently there is another Alisha Stamper out there. But she was a little girl and she DIED. Isn't that the most awful thing? People really loved her, though. You can see it here.
In this instance, I would be completely okay with NOT being the only one. I have no idea what happened to her, but it is weird. Its not like my name is all the normal, you know?

unmadeup: artist statement

Women have been documented for their beauty since the beginning of time. Art historians generally agree that Venus of Willendorf is a fertility idol, not a portrait. The ability women have to procreate was considered beautiful in her era. The name is fitting—Venus was the goddess of Beauty. In Grecian times goddesses were immortalized and in medieval times women were portrayed as Mary: righteousness was beauty. I have observed the use of sexuality as a definition of beauty in the fashion industry, and have seen the results in phrases that are solely spoken by women: “I don’t have any make-up on: I’m so ugly” and many others. Beauty and sexual appeal are not synonymous. Sexual appeal is not a requirement for beauty when defined as “The quality that gives pleasure to the mind or senses with such properties as harmony of form or color, excellence of artistry, truthfulness and originality.” When defined in this way, the mind is used as the primary judge of beauty instead of physical stimulation. Using this definition, I sought to translate beauty anew. I used classical poses, settings and attire that correspond with this definition of beauty. Classical paintings meet these requirements and their influence on my beliefs about beauty cannot be understated. The women shown here are not wearing any make-up. In that sense, they are “un made up”: their beauty is truly natural without artificial enhancement from materials that are considered necessities to many. In this way, the requirement for truth is fulfilled. Originality is “a marked departure from traditional or previous practice,” but more importantly a secondary definition is to be “the source from which a translation is made.” People translate texts so that more people can understand what is conveyed within the text. Sometimes the meaning of a certain text or speech is lost in translation. My hope through this project is that my translation of beauty, my depiction of it so that more can recognize and understand it, is not lost to the viewer. My depiction is not meant to raise these women on a pedestal. These women are beautiful, but they are also normal individuals. The transition from their everyday lives to who they became as photographed is a transition that can be made by any woman. Because of this, I did not title the images with their names but instead chose Latin. Though all romance languages are derived from Latin, it is no longer spoken. Like Latin, modern commercial depictions of beauty are fragments of the original depth of the word. Real beauty can be learned from antiquity. My effort is to better translate the definition of beauty. Enjoy.

September 17, 2008

Art Space

Well well, I've officially met my match in terms of an inspiring living space. Todd, the bub and I headed there this morning because we're thinking about moving. (Sad, I know. Our current place is so lovely, just not too baby friendly) Well, we won't be moving to this place, but I haven't been to that block here in the good old city, and it was pretty inspiring. I think I'm going to do my next few client sessions down there. The apartments are very modern and quite large... but again, the baby friendly thing has become numero uno in this momtog's (can i coin that phrase? mom photographer? or does it sound like i only photograph mom's?) agenda.

September 16, 2008

ahhh brilliancy!

I just had the most fantastic idea. I was helping little sick wallace to get to sleep (teething is not fun, neither is your first cold of your whole life) and the sun was coming through the curtains so beautifully. I love the curtains in our bedroom. They have this ornate pattern, and are this gorgeous maroonish color.

Well, not only was the light going through the curtains, it was also going off above my head (in the form of a lightbulb). This would be the best background ever. I bought these awesome panel at an extremely discounted price, and I bet I could get more that I love for also not too much money. Plus, they already are finished, in terms of the edges, having a backing, etc, so they are WAY better than just buying fabric (which I have noticed is something harder to work with because you have to iron it pretty much every time you use it. NOT SO with drapes! Maybe Fruelin Maria in The Sound of Music had it right-- drapes are perfect and usable for many purposes! Hooray! Pictures soon to follow.

September 13, 2008


Maybe I should mention that my favorite photographs ever are available for purchase! Go here! These images are the first that I truly felt like I had achieved, to a degree, what Dear Demeter is supposed to be all about. Enjoy!


yum for peas! Wallace LOVES them.
and in trying to continue "making due", the background is from the fabric I salvaged from my chair that recently was replaced. I love beige. I know that is not something I should admit.

Fruits of Friendship

Lately I've been thinking about blessings. I love the idea of living by the actual fruits of ones labor... though I readily admit I do not have a green thumb.... not even slightly green. My thumb has given up hope, to be honest. But other people have things grow lovingly and without notice all around them. Not only do they cultivate the earth and bring its glorious goods, but I have noticed that there are tons of ways I admire the things they do and the ways they bless the lives of others. (Though lately I've been noticing it most in my life).
I have a desire to bless, to be an instrument. It happens sometimes, when I am not even thinking of it, and I'm glad.

This also has been making me contemplate the idea that people should possess according to their needs. I've been pinning for some new photography equipment. I felt like I couldn't really photograph anymore because I didn't have the "right" (can be read: most shiny and new) tools. My sister reminded me that I took photographs that I STILL love and have adorning my walls when all I had was a lamp without a shade and a olympus OM-1 (that was older that I was). She said my vision had nothing to do with the equipment I had and I could and should be resourceful and find a way to create again. She always brings me back to center. (Thank you) I took these images with the window open, on my packed and very messy computer desk, with a reusable shopping bag as the background. nothing exciting there. Nothing fancy there, just colors that match and move me, and the serenity of photographing once again, doing what I love and feeling like in some way I am helping others see beauty.

p.s.--I think I might (read: am completely going to) print some of these shots and give them to the people who have been so kind in sharing their garden's goods. I'm going to print them on watercolor paper and float mount them. Good idea?

September 12, 2008

From Crosscut Seattle

About Sarah Palin: an e-mail from Wasilla

(you can read it directly on their website)

A suburban Anchorage homemaker and activist — who once did battle with the Alaska governor when Palin was mayor — recounts what she knows of Palin's history.

By Anne Kilkenny

i advocate being an informed voter.

braces make alisha a dull girl

hola. This past weekend was Peach Days up in Brigham City, Utah. I was very excited. I have been bitten by the photography bug again and I wanted to photograph everything in sight. Well, on friday last at T and I's yearly physical, our great doctor made a correct and timely diagnosis about my wrist pain--- bilateral post partum tenosynovitis and carpal tunnel. To me, as a photographer, that sounds like a death sentence. The Mayo Clinic warns you can lose all use of your hands. EGADS! Never fear, however, I started up a physical therapy regimen, and am still photographing... just more with a tripod. Well, if I'm using a tripod I might as well use my 4x5, right? Exactly! So that will be happening and airing on here soon enough!

But back to Peach Days:
I rode my first carnival ride. It was amazing and I forgot how much fun it is to scream at the top of your lungs as the wind whips by. It was called, you guessed it, The Zipper.
Sadly, the only pictures I got were with our little family camera (a sony something or other). But I did go on the ferris wheel with my husband (and W did NOT know what to think about that), but I did get this sweet shot, so I guess I feel a little photographically fulfilled.

Never fear, however, as I said, I have started to photograph again in earnest, and those will be up later.

September 9, 2008

age is relative, right?

I need to admit that I am feeling slightly old. Old, you say, how? Right, yeah. Let me start with explaining that I adhere to the hearsay that Brigham Young described unmarried men over the age of 25 as a menace to society.... or something like that. I remember thinking that 25 was so old. In college me and the girls would tease each other about being interested in any guy over 25.. that it was slightly dangerous. Obviously, not really, but it was kind of funny, thinking that 25 was too old. I remember thinking that guys that were 25 were somehow supposed to be a little wiser, have their goals and desires for righteous life in line, etc.... well, being officially in "the quarter century club" myself for quite a while now, I guess I just feel strange about it, a little bit at least. I don't feel 18, and I don't really FEEL 25 either. In some ways, I guess I always thought I would accomplish more photographically by the time I was 25. I definitely was hoping to be involved in something like this great anthology, I have always wanted what I have. a wonderful husband, a darling and glorious child, i guess i'm just learning that there are too many things to photograph and do now in this other life I thought I'd have after 25. so, i think i want to photograph and talk to some other "club" members. Maybe Paris Geller (GG) is right, 60 is what 40 was 20 years ago... and with that logic, 25 is the new 18, and everyone knows that 18 year olds are having the time of their lives. If you are 25 and want to be photographed (freebie geeebie!), leave me a little comment-a-roo and we'll get this party started!

August 23, 2008

the city cemetery

While doing an internship and working at The Center for Documentary Arts, I worked on their Missing Stories project, following up on cultural traditions carried on in remembering and respecting the dead. I photographed the graves of people who had participated in the original project so that images could be included in revised editions of the book. As a reference, I read this great book, which has beautiful photographs. As a kid I had succumbed to the fear of graveyards because of ghost stories.... now they were beautiful and serene, and I still go to Mt. Olivet when I need to think. Well, I've got an idea for a project relating to graves and I did some research on it tonight. I'm excited.


so maybe recently all I'm seeing is patterns and textures like this. The colors are nice, which helps. And honestly, I don't understand why they will not fit in the container they came in, and now they just sit around in sets of twos and threes, having no home because they don't fit. but they are pretty fun for W.

jazz club nyc/ pike place market seattle

i do find it funny that the middle shot looks like it says you should "drink alcohol during pregnancy."

red nails and lipstick

August 20, 2008

Ode to The Mallow

So, the Mallow is officially gone. I'm sad. It was the perfect photographer's car-- huge back for easy storage of equipment, and it wasn't too high like it would have been in an SUV (i'm short). it was perfect. It even had a storage place that was kinda hidden so if I needed to leave my camera for a bit it would be safe. * There are some good memories in that car. Here's to you, The Mallow:

I love that you looked like an alien.
You were big and beautiful.
People always asked me why you weren't named Ted.
You always told me i was a pretty cool girl (we both know that is what PCG on the license plate stood for!)
I'm glad you weren't, because then I wouldn't be reminded of The Sandlot every day.
You were with me in the snow. And you didn't get mad when I drove you into a trash can once on the way to Trina's house to study for Women's Studies.
You didn't mind when Nick banged into your console and broke it.
You sang along to the music (because the wheel cover in the back broke and it was sooo noisy without it).
You took me to Cirque du Soleil.
You let me still feel like I was in Virginia because I had those stickers on the windshield.
You tricked me about your safety key (and I thought I was going to be killed at that scary truck stop, you're such a kidder).
You took me and T to Portland on our first trip together.
You brought me and T to the hospital to have W.
You brought home W.
You took me to camp and across the country. Remember the Garden of Eden and the Cathedral of the Plains?
You didn't mind when I cried both times I got tickets (in stupid Sandy and by the Virginia Highway Patrol on the way to T's parents).
You had stars upon thars! (even though I am not the one that supported, or was a member of the virginia sherrif's association).
You had lumbar support. Thank you for that.
I'm sorry that you were crying because you didn't see me everyday after W was born. I didn't know. You poor thing, you died from feeling unloved. Being all cried out (aka completely out of oil), can do that, I guess.
And last, but not least, you were the first thing I could mark that I graduated.

Thanks, The Mallow. You were a great car.

*I'm not advocating leaving your camera in your car, but sometimes there are times, if you know what I mean.

The Newest Member of the Family

I found this little darling that needed to be adopted on Craigslist. He was lonely, and selling for less than half of what he was worth, so I decided it was a good venture to bring him home and teach him the value of hard work.

So, i've already introduced him to all the other family members (ie, my photo equipment), and they all seem to be getting along remarkably well. We've only had one little skirmish--Zoom tried to get out of Greenie (still thinking about the name on that one. Since The Mallow died, i've really been hankering to name something), but that is the only thing that has been amiss with the smooth transition of having a mixed family. I don't think him and the large format will ever hang out or make plans together, there's just too big of a gap in age there, I guess. But i'm sure they'll still get together around the holidays with the rest of the family. Welcome to the Family, Greenie!